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Your mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of certain foods you remember; flowers you pick; the fragrance of life itself. She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well; she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep

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Your mother is always with you. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she’s the smell of certain foods you remember; flowers you pick; the fragrance of life itself. She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well; she’s your breath in the air on a cold …

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